A Legend of the Navy
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
He that only rule by terror Doeth grievous wrong. Deep as hell I count his error. Let him hear my song. Brave the Captain was; the seamen Made a gallant crew, Gallant sons of English freemen, Sailors bold and true, But they hated his oppression; Stern he was and rash, So for every light transgression Doom’d them to the lash. Day by day more hard and cruel Seem’d the Captain’s mood. Secret wrath like smother’d fuel Burnt in each men’s blood. Yet he hoped to purchase glory Hoped to make the name Of his vessel great in story, Wheresoe’er he came. So they past by capes and islands, Many a harbor-mouth, Sailing under palmy highlands Far within the South. On a day when they were going O’er the lone expanse, In the north, her canvas flowing, Rose a ship of France. Then the Captain’s color heighten’d, Joyful came his speech; But the cloudy gladness lighten’d In the eyes of each. ‘Chase,’ he said; the sheep flew forward, And the wind did blow; Stately, lightly went she northward, Till she near’d the foe. Then they look’d at him they hated, Had what they desired; Mute with folded arms they waited – Not a gun was fired. But they heard the foeman’s thunder Roaring out their doom; All the air was turn in sunder, Crashing went the boom, Spars were splinter’d, decks were shatter’d, Bullets fell like rain; Over mast and deck were scatter’d Blood and brains of men. Spars were splinter’d; decks were broken; Every mother’s son – Down they dropt – nor word were spoken – Each behind his gun. On the decks as they were lying, Were their faces grim. In their blood, as they lay dying, Did they smile on him. Those in whom he had reliance For his noble name With one smile of still defiance Sold him into shame. Shame and wrath his heart confounded, Pale he turn’d and red, Till himself was deadly wounded Falling on the dead. Dismal error! fearful slaughter! Years have wander’d by; Side by side beneath the water Crew and Captain lie; There the sunlit ocean tosses O’er them the mouldering, And the lonely seabird crosses With one waft of the wing.